truth's breath

dawn seems a distant reflection 

noon’s fierce sun veils me in understanding 

Spirit beckons me to look at harvest hands 

He whispers it is time 

awaken all that you know and believe … now 

walk from the fire your tears are dry 

run beyond doubt become strong 

grow…. grow beyond yourself 
 

truth’s breath blows gently in my eyes 

opening them to gain a glimpse of heaven 

a girl grown to a woman 

her son has become a man 

along the journey the treasure lies in secret places 

opened with pain or joy 

the afternoon approaches 

demanding a response

 

© jennifer campbell 2002

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